Page 48 of Tiers of Joy

“You just gonna stand there and watch all night?” He asks.

“I – I um…I’ve only ever been with one person.” I state nervously.

Gaige’s eyes alight. He takes my hand and wraps it around his cock and kisses me. I start stroking him up and down, gently squeezing. He moans into my mouth. I kiss along his chest and down his stomach, dropping to my knees in front of him. Before he can say anything I take him in my mouth, swirling my tongue around his hard length. I take him deep. Hitting the back of my throat, he moans.

“Fuck Esme.”

I moan and keep sucking him, taking him deeper each time, over and over. I feel him tense.

“Esme I'm gonna come.” He grits out. I just moan and don’t stop. I feel him pulse. He groans, coming. I lick and take every last drop of him.

I stand and remove my lace knickers, smiling at Gaige. I swear I hear him growl at me. He moves me back to the couch, I wobble and fall onto it. I giggle, but my laughter soon dies as his mouth is on me, his tongue on my clit.

“Oh God.” I moan.

He continues to lick and tease me with his tongue. I can feel my orgasm building.

“Gaige, I'm going to come.” I moan.

He continues with his mouth while he places his finger inside me, rubbing the perfect spot and sending me over the edge.

“Oh god Gaige!” I cry as I climax.

I'm panting, my orgasm completely taking hold. I'm not even aware that Gaige has moved until he’s on top of me, the tip of him at my entrance. He strokes the hair from my face and kisses me as he slowly fills me. We both moan.

“Fuck you’re tight.” Gaige groans.

“Sorry.” I pant, trying to adjust to his size.

“Shut up Esme, you feel incredible.” He states, slowly moving his hips.

Gaige kisses me as he moves in and out. I can already feel my orgasm building. Gaige groans, feeling my walls begin to tighten.

“Christ you’re killing me.” He moans. “Fuck Esme.”

He starts moving faster and faster, thrusting in me harder and harder. I can't take anymore, I feel my walls clamp tight around him as my orgasm hits me hard.

“Gaige! Fuck!” I cry out.

“Shit, fuck!” Gaige groans as he finds his release.

We’re both panting. I don’t think I can move. Not having an orgasm for over a year and having two in an hour has killed me.

Gaige kisses along my neck and up along my jaw to my lips. He kisses me softly.

“You okay?” He asks.

I smile.

“Hell yeah, I’m pretty sure I can’t walk but yeah, I’m good.” I giggle.

He smiles.

“Well the night is still young. We only have tonight after all, we’d better make the most of it.” He states, kissing my neck.

Gaige carried me up to his bed and we made love well into the early hours of the morning.

I'm laid on his chest and his hand is stroking up and down my back in a soothing motion.

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